Grrrr…I already wrote this but my laptop froze and I had to restart it. It erased the document….Grrrrrr…

I know you guys are mad at me for what Reid did. Yeah whatever. It's the start of the climax of the story though, so get ready for some awesome things happening later on in the story. And by awesome, I mean Funny, Tragic, and humor.

Reid POV-December 3; No confessions

I feel terrible. I know I hurt Emily, and I didn't mean to. I wasn't being myself.

I remember everything from the past night. I remember everyone else's confessions, I remember talking to Emily, I remember making her cry, and I remember…Dilaudid.

I now realize how much trouble I'm going to be in with her today.

Maybe she'll forget all about it, and treat like she normally would.

Or maybe she'll be mad at me, ignore me and not talk to me.

I already knew the answer, was the latter.

I got out of bed, took a shower, and got dressed. I packed my bag, but took the Dilaudid out, along with all the syringes.

I grabbed my keys and headed out to my old car.

When I walked inside the BAU, I noticed I was the only one of our team there besides Hotch. I think he might have stayed all night.

I did some work at my desk. Once I was done, I decided to get a cup of coffee.

Once I made the coffee, and fixed it how I liked it, I headed back to my desk. I noticed Morgan had gotten there, and I really didn't want to deal with him right now. Maybe Garcia was here…

I knocked on the door of her little room. I heard her say come in, so I opened the door.

"Hey Reid. What are you doing here so early?" She asked me. I ignored the question.

"I need your help." I told her, and her expression immediately changed.

"With what?" She asked seriously.

"Yesterday, during our meeting with Strauss, she found out about Dilaudid. All day yesterday, I had urges to use, but I never did. But last night on the plane, the cravings got so bad I felt like I needed to pull my hair out. I hurt Emily. I made her cry." I told her, my eyes starting to burn from the tears.

"Oh Reid. I'm sorry. I'm guessing you want me to give you advice, on how to make her forgive you. Right?" I nodded, holding back the tears.

"Well, when she gets here, if she acts normal around you, act normal around her." I rose my eyebrows.

"Well, as normal as you can be. If she ignores you, doesn't talk to you, and give you deathly glares, come talk to me. She'll be here in around 3 minutes." I once again rose my eyebrows out of curiosity.

"By the way, I track your cell phones." She said naturally.

"Thanks. I'll talk to you soon." I said to her and walked back into the bullpen.

"Hey Pretty boy. Where have you been?" Morgan asked me.

"I was talking with Garcia." I told him.

"What about?" He asked suspiciously. I gave him a look that said 'leave it alone.'

He held up his hands in surrender, and walked to his office. As soon as he walked away, I heard the elevator ding. I looked over and Emily was walking towards me.

I looked down at the book I had opened. I started to read, but I couldn't concentrate. I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes. I don't know how long it had been when Emily said something to me.

"Are you okay Reid?" She asked me. I was about to say yes, when I thought about last night. I opened my eyes and looked at her.

Her hair was straight and in a ponytail. She was wearing a dark blue shirt, with a blazer.

"No." Was all I said. She looked at me oddly.

"OK." She said slowly and went back to work. I sighed and got up from my chair. She looked at me briefly and then looked away.

I walked to Garcia's room for a second time in 10 minutes.

"You're back already?" Garcia asked.

"She's not acting normal, but she's not ignoring me either. She talked to me, asked me what was wrong, but didn't say anymore. What does this mean?" I asked her, frustrated.

"Well, it means that she is pissed at you, but she doesn't want to be." She told me.

"So…..what do I do?" I asked her.

"Well, try apologizing. She will most likely forgive you. I wouldn't do it now though. Wait until it's later in the day. You're a profiler after all." She told me.

"You know we're not supposed to profile each other." I told her. She rolled her eyes.

"Reid, can't you break the rules for once?" She asked me.

"Fine, but just this once." I told her and walked out of the room.

When I got back to my desk, JJ was waiting for me.

"What's up?" I asked her.

"Spence, we need to talk." She told me.

"What do you need to talk about?" I asked her innocently. I had an idea.

"I think you know. Come with me." She said. I followed her to her office and she shut the door.

"What happened last night?" She asked me in a stern voice. I avoided eye contact and didn't respond.

"Spence, Emily called me last night after we landed, and told me about your 'conversation'. You made her cry Spence." She said to me.

"The craving was too much. I couldn't take it." I told her. She looked disappointed.

"Spence, you used?" She asked me softly. I nodded and didn't look her in the eye.

"You were doing so well. What happened?" She asked me, worried.

"Our meeting with Strauss. She found out about me using Dilaudid, and she relapsed. It was just too much pressure." I told her. She had a look of understanding on her face.

"Look, I won't tell Hotch or anyone this time. But if you do use again, look forward to being suspended." She said. I nodded and walked out the door.

Emily looked up at me when I sat down at my desk. She got up, and came over to me.

"Look Reid. We need to talk about last night." She said to me.

"I know." I told her.

"You used Reid. I'm pissed." She said to me, sounding even more disappointed than JJ.

"I know." I told her softly, avoiding eye contact.

"It's going to take a lot more than an apology for me to not be pissed at you." She told me. I nodded.

"Like what?" I asked her.

"Trust, Reid. You used Reid, and I'm not sure I can trust you." She said to me.

"I don't have any on me Emily. I threw it out. You can tear my place apart and you won't find any." I told her truthfully.

"Maybe I will have to do that Reid." She said to me, and then walked away.

Emily POV

Reid really messed up. I need to talk to Garcia. I knocked on her door, and she told me to come in.

"Hey, my beautiful brunette. What can I do for ya?" She asked me.

"I need some advice." I told her.

"Let me guess. Boy genius used, he feels terrible, you don't trust him, but you want to forgive him?" She said to me, aware of what was going on.

"How did you know?" I asked her suspiciously.

"Reid already came in and talked to me this morning, asking for advice on how to make you forgive him." She said to me.

"That would explain him telling me to tear his place apart, and I won't find any Dilaudid." I said to her. "What should I do?" I asked.

"Well, considering you and boy genius are pretty much best friends, I don't think you should stay mad at him." She said to me. I groaned.

"But he used Garcia. He-" I was cut off by JJ barging in the room.

"You guys, we have a big case. Jacob Foyet escaped from prison." She said to us.

"Déjà vu. How did he escape?" I asked her.

"The same way as George Foyet did. We think they were communicating for a while before Hotch killed The Reaper. We're heading to both their apartments now. Emily, you and Spence are heading to Nebraska to check out his apartment, since you couldn't do that before." She told us.

"When do we leave?" I asked her.

"As soon as both of you are ready. We got another jet so we can fly separately. Make sure you wear a vest before you head in. He might be there. The rest of us are heading to Boston to take a look at George's apartment." She told me hurriedly and walked out.

"Well, I'll talk to you later Garcia." I said to her.

"Be careful." She said to me. I smiled.

"I will." I told her and hurried out of the room. I grabbed my go bag and went to find Reid. I found him waiting for me by the elevators.

"Ready?" He asked me.

"Yeah." I told him and we went down the elevator.

"Is this giving you déjà vu?" I asked him.

"Yeah, kind of. They had to be communicating before Foyet was killed. How else would he know about how George escaped?" He told me.

"That's what I thought." I said to him. We were outside already. We drove to the airport in awkward silence.

Once we were on the jet heading to Nebraska, we started making conversation.

"So, I heard you asked Garcia for some advice." I said to him. He looked embarrassed.

"Uh, yeah." He said.

"Reid, I also talked with Garcia. She told me that you actually asked for advice on how to make me forgive you. That really helps." E looked confused.

"Helps with what?" He asked.

"Helps me trust you more." I said to him. He blushed and changed the subject.

"Do you think Foyet will be at his apartment?" He asked.

"I'm not sure. Possibly." I said to him. He nodded.

We played poker for the rest of the flight. I, of course beat him 3 out of 5 games. By the time we were finished playing, we were about to land.

"We better get our vests on." I told him and he nodded. We put our vests on. When we landed, we got into the black SUV waiting for us and drove to Foyet's apartment.

"When we get there, I'll go around back towards his fire escape. That's his only other escape route." I told Reid, and he nodded.

When we got to his apartment, I headed towards back.

"I'm at the door." I heard Reid tell me through my earpiece. I heard him knock.

"Jacob Foyet, this is the FBI open up." I heard him say. A minute later, I heard someone on the fire escape. I looked up, and it was Foyet.

"I got him Reid!" I yelled through my microphone.

I ran up the fire escape and cornered him.

"You have no chance of escaping Foyet. I'm armed. If you make a single move, I will shoot you." I told him. I heard someone else on the fire escape. I looked down, and it was Reid.

I took out my handcuffs and cuffed him. Reid made it up to us, and led him down the fire escape. I went ahead of them, unlocking the SUV.

"Prentiss, watch out!" I heard Reid yell. I turned around, and heard a gunshot. I felt a sharp pain in my left shoulder.

I looked at my shoulder, and saw I had got shot. I screamed out in pain, and fell to the ground. I saw Reid hovering over me, but then everything went black.

Yay I'm done! Over 2,000 words. This story has a mind of its own. It took over my dreams last night :/ That dream inspired an idea for the next couple chapters. I still need a few ideas for some confessions for other characters ;) please? Oh, and review!